Jay-z - Shake Ya Body lyrics

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh [Chorus] Uh-huh (shake ya body body, move ya body body) Uh-huh (twist ya body body, switch ya body body) Uh-huh (dip ya body body, work ya body body) Uh-huh (any-body body, every-body body) Pub-o, drank-o, 'dro plus the Bev-o Hands in the air-o, holla like echo Tone's in the dub with, Momo and Poke-o Tone be like Kujo, I be like Cecil Fists rockin like "ADRIIIAN!" We come through like "Superfriends!" Tick-tock, tick-tock, it's six o'clock And the party won't stop, bout to hit the IHOP Got twenty inch mirrors rollin under the drop So clap that sh** up why'all and make it hot [Chorus] New York, Chicago, Atlanta, L.A. Miami crazy like yippie-i-yae Rude boys in the club smokin' on hay Smoke the (?) weed, Cali and the Bay Real live n***az, put y'all hands up want to get tossed - drink that liquor Who's got the industry locked - Kelly and Jigga Crack my skull, turn that sh** up [Chorus] We got honeys everywhere Corks off the Cris' poppin' everywhere Partyin' hard like we just don't care The best of both worlds, that sh** ain't fair This sh** ain't fair I, am, Jay, Hov' Mami shake ya body body, don't hurt no-body body It's me in the God-body, R. Kelly the John Gotti Thr R&B thug and me I would say I'm probably the hardest rapper to ever cop on poppy and put it in a song, ma how could you go wrong ha? ha? ha? ha? Worse than a armed robbery Know that I'm armed properly, whenever the arm's rocky You can go on clockin' me, ain't nuttin' gon' stop me High as Allah I be, movin' in peace but I move with the piece, so them, dudes in the streets will never remove my piece, ha? ha?, got me n***az'll never get me, I never move sloppy Move with the glock-fifty, got some Tupac with me Let's not test my gangsta, just, raise your gla**es Mami, shake ya a**es, this is a thug cla**ic Make a hole make a hole and let the Queen come past I come through in the speedboat, with 808's in the gla** Push big things here, bet most of y'all crash Back to trainin' lightweights, you in the wrong weight cla** Haters, stay awake, f** the Harlem Shake We "Slam" dance like Onyx, check my ebonics You got, heat n***a you thinkin' we won't blaze? Gotta come hard cause these are the last days When I, do it I do's it, ain't no more to it (word) Ask Ice Cube I puts my back into it From car dealers to Macy's, to cashiers that brace me We train like the Navy for whatever the case may be I pa** on the six, they don't impress me much I want the bulletproof seven cause the doors lift up They pick the best of all girls, so how y'all sound? I got the best of both worlds, holdin' me down [Chorus] Uh-huh!